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Although this news is unexpected, it is not so important to Ling Jian.

"Third aunt husband, you can rest assured. As for my work, I believe I can do it myself. As for whether others can do it, I can't guarantee it. However, since the mysterious master helps me, I can break through the martial arts quintessence in a short time, and I also have a way to do it again. Since I can do what others can't do, I will certainly be able to do what I am doing now. "

Ling Jian smiles, looks blue at Luo Tianyan, looks dignified, and says, "third aunt husband, the most urgent thing is to arrange the mountain protection array perfectly, so that we can be prepared and prevent the elder's surprise attack."

Ling Jian smile, long eyebrow stretch, although the challenge is huge, but it successfully aroused the fighting spirit in his heart.

"This That is to say, even when we were young, we might not be able to do it Maybe Ling Jian can do it. "

In front of Lingjian's strong self-confidence, Luo Tianyan seems to be infected. Thinking of what happened in the hall of zongmen before, Luo Tianyan also smacks his tongue secretly. Maybe this impossible thing can be done in Lingjian?

"You guy, you have to tell your third aunt how you did it?"

Ling Jian's profound and profound palm skill, on the premise of lowering his accomplishments, penetrates the tough skin of the night blood moon and smashes its internal injuries into pieces. This move has left a deep impression on the elders, which is beyond their understanding of martial arts.

Luo Tianyan obviously thinks so.

After all, at that time, Ling Jian only showed the cultivation of martial arts triple heaven.

"It's a secret, my third aunt. Do you have a guess?"

This Wudang soft palm is the martial arts of another world. It doesn't exist in this world. In a sense, it's a secret that he can't tell anyone.

"You little slicker..."

Luo Tianyan laughs and scolds, and his atmosphere slows down when Ling Jian makes such a joke.

"As for the materials needed by the mountain protection array, Ling Jian, you don't have to worry about them. I'll take care of them all. There's only one thing you have to do now. Practice. You should speed up your practice. You are in your twenties now, and you may inherit the little patriarch at any time. You can't take it lightly."

"By the way, there's one thing. It's time to give it to you."

Luo Tianyan suddenly stood up and took out something from the corner of the side hall in Ling Jian's surprised eyes.

"This thing, originally belonged to your mother, was kept by your father all the time. Later, after something happened to your father, it came to me. Now that you have grown up, I will give it to you."

Luo Tianyan said, passing things over, relieved.

"Is this..." . scroll? "

Ling Jian was surprised and raised his head. Under Luo Tianyan's chin, he slowly opened the scroll.

This is a fragmentary mysterious scroll. The edges and corners of the scroll have been worn. Ling Jian slowly opens the scroll, and a red light gushes out from the picture. It's like the moment of a volcanic eruption. Then, a sharp and extreme air flow cuts through the front of his eyes, with an amazing sword spirit, blinding Ling Jian's eyes After the mysterious and incomplete scroll was completely opened, it was like the glow of Hongxia that gradually converged. The whole picture in the scroll was clearly displayed in Ling Jian's surprised eyes.

He thought that in this mysterious scroll, there must be a long sword, a very powerful magic sword, not even inferior to the immortal sword that was taken away by the elder yetian.

But, unexpectedly, there is only a picture of a woman in this mysterious scroll.

The woman in the portrait, wearing a red court official dress, is graceful and looks like a fairy. Her mouth smile, not charming, but there is an unusual gentle, let people see, produce a warm from the heart, appropriate feeling.

When Ling Jian saw this woman, he felt a strange sense of familiarity in the depth of her soul. It was as if she saw someone who was very important and kind to her.

In the dark, it seems that there is a magical link between himself and the woman in the picture. However, Ling Jian can be very sure that the woman in the picture has never met him.

"This is..."

Ling Jian was stunned and immediately felt thoughtful. However, he was not sure of this idea.

"This is your mother."

Luo Tianyan looks at the young man who has been in a daze and reveals the identity of the woman in the painting.

"What?! My mother... "

Ling Jian was surprised, he quickly spread out the whole picture, just like a smooth paper.

Staring at the woman in the picture, the fierce sword spirit of the red glow before no longer exists.Suddenly, at this time, Ling Jian felt the jade pendant on his chest. It seemed that he was trembling slightly.

Although Ling Jian felt something, he didn't care, because at this time, he was completely immersed in the woman's body in the picture.

For anyone, mother is sacred, and Ling Jian is no exception.

"After your mother gave birth to you, she left Qingyun sect. The status and status of your mother are quite high, far beyond our Qingyun sect, even beyond the whole sect. The third aunt can't tell you the specific information about your mother. However, there are some things to tell you. After your mother came to the sect, where is she When the world learned that your mother was in Qingyun sect, she was furious. In order not to affect Qingyun sect and your father and you, your mother died when she returned to another world and was captured by the hostile interface of the interface where she was. Later, when your father got the news, the whole person went crazy and was greatly stimulated! From then on, the whole person is not involved in the clan, like a madman looking for your mother's whereabouts. The reason why he was able to die in the depths of the Yuntian mountains is attributable to this matter. "

LUO Tianyan's solemn face is also full of deep sadness and loneliness:

" this mysterious scroll is the only thing left by your mother. In those days, your father hung it on the wall every day, facing the scroll every day, missing your mother. Now your father has passed away, and you have grown up. This picture should be in your hands. "

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